My Shadow Sister

November 24, 2007

By Amalie K., Brooklyn, NY

because we are not equal because we are not free because she cannot love pure unadulterated the woman of her choice over their disapproving voice So, she secretly delineates her charcoal curves her lips, the strawberry preserves chronicling the venetian red vignette of how we just can't be together daughter duet of dancing with her silhouette until we can choreograph openly because we are not equal because we are not free because is it too much to want beautiful homosexuality without all the formalities the “when did

you come out” “i must know all you and your girlfriend’s whereabouts” technicalities love is not protean nor plebeian but land marked unusual durability coupled with the linear inability to let go of maybe today she'll say hello and i'll say hi back instead of serenading you from behind magazine racks and doorway cracks waiting for the moon to open up And swallow the hatred in your father’s Coffee cup For all the boys you just can’t love until then, we are shadow sisters doomed to dance in the dark when we think no-one is watching

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